Immortal Voices Chapter 153: Sword Emperor
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Rong Xian looked at the young man steadily, her eyes stabbing with sharp sword intent.
She blinked her eyes, and the entire sea of consciousness turned into an invisible sword aura, and Sen Leng's murderous intent unceremoniously pointed at the uninvited guest.
A hint of surprise flashed in the emperor's cold star-like eyes. Because he didn't laugh long, the arc of his mouth seemed strange and stiff.
His voice is like him, cold and lonely, as silent as snow: "Very good."
Rong Xian couldn't tell whether this mysterious person said her sword was good or she was good, maybe both.
She bends her lips, her phoenix eyes are clear and clean, but she can't leave any shadow indifferently. Her voice is like her, seemingly gentle but indifferent: "Senior suddenly came here, do you need any help? "
The emperor is like his temperament, straight and straightforward, frank and upright: "You are my blood."
The smile at the corner of Rong Xian's mouth froze, and she almost assumed that this person was a certain ascending figure in the Rong family.
Haoxuan, she remembered that there is Sword Emperor blood in her body now, so is this the owner looking for it?
No...
This man is the Sword Emperor! !
Rong Xian tried his best to conceal the astonishment in his heart. Whether it was the temperament of this person or what she said, she told her who this person was.
The first person in the era ten thousand years ago, the man in the world who stirred up the whole world.
Moreover, he also called himself ‘I’, dressed in a dragon robe, and had a golden dragon bodyguard, he was probably the legendary emperor in charge of the universe in the classical cheats.
The pressure of this aura of identity made Rong Xian inexplicably lack of confidence, and more importantly, she didn't know why such a powerful person came to her.
Is it because she robbed someone of their blood and she was asked to settle the account?
Judging from her current situation, she would definitely not be able to fight, and there was nowhere to escape.
Rong Xian, who has always been in charge of wanting to explode, is a bit bad. This uncontrollable incident suddenly appeared, which really made her react.
Rong Xian was speechless. Feng eyes stared at the emperor blankly, not knowing what to say. This rare embarrassment made her feel a little bit at a loss.
There was a smile in the emperor's eyes. He seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and directly answered Rong Xian's doubts: "Neither I nor our dynasty lacks an heir, and you happen to appear."
Rong Xian looked a little puzzled. She didn't doubt the emperor. The emperor disdain to lie. She saw it very clearly. She just didn't understand how such a strong man could be sad because of his heir.
The emperor didn’t conceal anything. He said calmly: “My three emperors and one daughter were killed by the enemy, and I was seriously injured. There is not much time left, and the people of the entire dynasty don’t have time. Now, they need a new emperor to lead them out of the haze."
He categorically said: "Although I don't know what's going on, you are indeed my only bloodline. With this bloodline, you should take responsibility."
Rong Xian had no reason to reject the emperor. A drop of Sword Emperor blood made her owe this person a cause and effect. Coupled with the powerful strength that this bloodline brought to her, she couldn't refuse the emperor's request.
Rong Xian pondered for a moment and nodded slightly. The previously hostile sword intent dissipated in an instant, and she responded softly: "Okay."
The emperor's eyebrows were relieved, as if he had removed the boulder on his heart, relieved and happy.
The rare smile looks like a lotus on the ice and snow, which makes people want to treasure it.
"What's your name?" The emperor suppressed his smile, his expressionless expression was as sharp and cold as the divine soldier.
Rong Xian's eyebrows bend: "Rong Xian."
The emperor was silent for a moment, and sighed lightly: "It's really God's will."
His surname is Rong, his country is the Rong Dynasty, and the grandfather of the country is Zhong Rong. Now his only bloodline is the Rong surname. It is really a certain number.
The emperor lowered his eyes, and the deep eyelashes of crow feather cast a shadow under his eyes, his expression was still so cold, like a snow-capped mountain, unattainable.
His expression is very serious, and his tone is serious: "Your name is Rong Ya, the character is Xian, and you are the emperor of the Rong Dynasty."
He is not asking, nor is it a simple statement. He is telling Rong Xian the name that belongs to her, her words and her responsibilities.
Rong Xian accepted without any objection. She tilted her head and pondered for a moment, and tentatively said: "If the Rong Dynasty was broken by me, you wouldn't blame me, would you?"
The emperor did not answer. He glanced at Rong Xian deeply, as if he was wondering if his decision to give the dynasty to a girl in her twenties was a bit too hasty.
But there is no way, he will not live long, the dynasty also needs a new emperor, and people with the blood of the emperor are undoubtedly the easiest to accept.
The emperor was silent for a moment and said: "The prime minister will come to welcome you back to the court."
Rong Xian's clear eyes seemed to be covered with moonlight, beautifully: "Well, I am looking forward to it."
The golden light in the eyes of the emperor faded, and the figure turned into a golden dragon of luck.
With a long groan of luck, the golden dragon wandered beside Rong Xian.
The emperor has left!
Rong Xian looked at the slowly dissipating golden dragon of Qi Luck with deep eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
Zhong Qianjie, Rong Dynasty?
She had the memory of reading the genealogy in her mind, and she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It turned out to be my own family, but in the end I will still be a family member."
If it were not for the house, how could she not feel the blood of her own family.
The arc of Rong Xian's mouth gradually deepened. She stroked her sleeves, and said with a false emotion: "The sky has eyes, I can't bear to cut off my Rong's blood."
The Rongshi Dynasty of the Middle Thousand Realms, Qianjing Imperial City.
The emperor sitting on the dragon chair opened his eyes, the frost in his eyes disappeared, and the color of relief emerged spontaneously.
He took out the Conferred God List and saw that the names of the children on the list were dim, and the clouds below disappeared, so he sighed slightly, and reached out to erase all these names.
Picking up the pen, he slowly and forcefully wrote on the list of conferred gods: The emperor's maiden, Rong Ya.
Under the name Rong Ya, a cloud of luck came forth.
The emperor stretched out his hand and threw the Conferred God List into the void, and the golden dragon of luck lying lazily in the sea of clouds rushed down, grabbing the Conferred God List and flying high into the sky.
At this moment, everyone in the capital raised their heads towards the palace, and within the cloud sea of luck, the aloof Qianzhang Jinlong happily tossed in the sea of clouds, and then the dragon head lifted and rushed towards the nine heavens.
'Ang' came out with a long and cheerful roar, and the sound was long, running through the heavens and the earth, into the nine heavens.
The sound of the dragon's roar shook people's heart, as if resounding in the depths of the soul, and the coercion brought by the thousand-zhang dragon's body made people unable to straighten up, powerful and unmatched, and majestic and palpitating.
The dragon's eyes, which always stalked, were piercing and energetic, and the scales on their bodies were also dazzling halo.
With a long roar, everyone in the Rong Dynasty’s territory looked in the direction of the capital in surprise. The golden dragon slammed into a long river of air luck. A slightly smaller golden dragon of air luck separated from the inside and ran towards Xiao The direction of the Thousand Realms.
"This is..." Doctor Yu Shi stared at the separated Qi Luck Golden Dragon, and was speechless for a long time in surprise.
He danced with excitement: "It's the emperor and maiden, we will be the next king."